The First Bastard Emperor of All Ages

"I didn't expect you to be the first one to meet in the shadow gate. It seems that it's really destined."

Looking at the young man in front of her, ye Qiu had an unspeakable smile in her eyes.

His name is Feng Chengqiu, one of the six top young geniuses in yingmen.

He is a disciple of Mingdu, one of the four Dharma protectors of the shadow sect. He is also the son of Feng lame, the leader of the top ten green sand level killers. He has a high status in the shadow sect.

He is valued by many shadow gate killers. He is a natural killer. He is a maniac who likes to kill and fight. All the tasks he takes over are successfully completed. No matter who the opponent is, he can kill within the specified time.

When ye Qiu came to yingmen in his previous life, the first guy he met was him, because he liked Liu Wenchan, and ye Qiu was especially loved and supported by Liu Wenchan. He was surrounded by two sisters of ink chess and ink bamboo, which made Feng Chengqiu unhappy. He made trouble for ye Qiu everywhere and warned Ye Qiu to stay away from Liu Wenchan.

Liu Wenchan is really beautiful, but ye Qiu has no love for her, just simply appreciates beauty. However, such a run by Feng Chengqiu leads ye Qiuqi not to come together, and all kinds of fancy styles are ambiguous with Liu Wenchan.

Liu Wenchan didn't like this guy either. He still cooperated with Ye Qiu very much and almost killed him. Finally, he took the opportunity to challenge Ye Qiu and was hanged by Ye Qiu.

Unexpectedly, I was the first to meet him in my life.

This may be the legendary fate.

Whenever you can meet, and then beat you up!

Feng Chengqiu's face was cold when he heard Qian million's words. He gently put the flowers in his hand on the stone table in the courtyard and said coldly, "boy, do you know who I am? Dare you talk to me like this and know how to write the word death?"

"No matter who you are from Wen Chan, apologize to me immediately, otherwise you won't be kind today!"

Qian million looked at Ye Qiu and said, "what's wrong with this boy? What's the matter? It seems that the whole world wants to give him face. "

Looking at Feng Chengqiu, Qian million smiled and said, "I don't know who you are, but do you know what I am? I'm a fortune teller. Excuse me, what are you? "

Ye Qiu couldn't help laughing. There was something in this guy's head. It was all coquettish.

Feng Chengqiu clenched his fist and looked murderous.

When he learned that Liu Wenchan was back, he was very excited to pick precious and rare flowers to see Liu Wenchan. Even if he didn't see them, he also met these two young men who looked like big masters.

He hates the dandies of the big family most in his life. He has a position and identity unmatched by ordinary people, but he doesn't strive to practice. He spends his time in a place where he misses the wind, flowers and snow all day, which makes him feel a waste of resources, or... Jealousy!

He is known as a genius, but his background is very low. Even if his father Feng lame is powerful, he is also a dark killer in the final analysis.

Up to now, he doesn't know how much effort and sweat he has made. Even if he grows into a strong existence, he can still only be a killer and walk in the dark.

He was jealous of those people who were rich, well-off and eager to be like them.

They are all young people, and I am not much weaker than them, but reincarnation is better than myself. Why should I enjoy what I can't get in this life?

It's unfair!

But his identity, birth and status make it difficult for him to realize in this life, so he can only turn jealousy and disgust into killing and release!

So even if he knew that ye Qiu and Qian million were Liu Wenchan's friends, he still didn't have a good tone.

In the past, many similar people went to yingmen base area, but they were very polite, because they asked for yingmen. They didn't dare to complain when Feng Chengqiu ran and ridiculed them. Now they are scolded by Qian million!

Holding the cold blade gently in the palm of his hand, Feng Chengqiu walked towards Qian million step by step, with the spirit of killing.

"Boy, I'll give you one last chance. Kneel down and apologize. I'll spare you from dying. Otherwise, no matter who you are, I'll kill you today."

Feng Chengqiu's indifferent eyes have unimaginable killing intention. This is the will tempered only in the battle of blood and fire. It is more powerful than the so-called young talents such as Han Zhongshu. I don't know how many times, even the genius at the level of snow boat.

Qian million tilted his mouth, crossed his legs, swayed the paper fan in his hand and said, "coincidentally, sir, I'm not afraid. You have the courage to kill me today. If I blink, it's not my mother's birth!"

Ye Qiu smiled at tea tasting, as if she didn't see the scene in front of her.

Feng Chengqiu didn't expect Qian million to be so tough. Being provoked made it difficult for Feng Chengqiu to hide his heart. He quickly took a step forward, drew his sword out of its scabbard, and started directly. He was quick, accurate and ruthless. He had no idea of leaving his hand.

Qian million smiled without saying a word and sat on the chair without moving.

Feng Chengqiu sneered, scolded and wanted to die, so he had to chop Qian million's head with a sword. Unexpectedly, at this time, a slender white palm protruded from one side, gently clasped the sword ridge, and his index finger bounced. His strength burst out like a mountain flood, directly shaking Feng Chengqiu more than ten meters away.

Staggering back, his chest Qi and blood fluctuated. Feng Chengqiu was angry and looked up to scold. When he saw the person in front of him, his face suddenly stiffened: "master!"

Qian million's body, I don't know when a middle-aged man appeared.

Dressed in a white robe, the sleeves are breezy, the green bamboo is coiled, the sword pattern is hooked on the cloud, and the slender body perfectly outlines the muscle outline. It stands quietly, just like a towering mountain, giving people a sense of calm and dignity.

One hand lost behind him, one hand swaying the paper fan, and Bai yujunlang's face was smiling. I think he must have been pianpianjun's son when he was young.

He, Ming wine, one of the four Dharma protectors of the shadow sect, is second only to the sect leader!

Put down the teacup, ye Qiu looked up and smiled at Mingjiu. Just now, he secretly told Qian million not to worry, because someone came. Unexpectedly, Mingjiu came.

This is the only one of the four Dharma protectors with a normal temperament. He has good luck. If someone else changes, he will be in trouble.

Mingjiu turned his back to Feng Chengqiu and faced ye qiuqian million. Then, under Feng Chengqiu's staring eyes, he put away the paper fan, bowed his hands and said respectfully, "Mingjiu, the Dharma protector of the shadow gate, has seen young master Qian and ye Qiu's little brother."

Feng Chengqiu looked blankly. Master Mingjiu's identity was comparable to that of fan Chujiang. Yun also allowed the existence of those patriarchs. Now why should he respect this young man so much and call him a young master? Feng Chengqiu has never heard of him!

wait!

Ye Qiu?!

Feng Chengqiu suddenly tightened his eyes and looked at Ye Qiu who was just looking at him. His scalp was numb.

This boy is ye Yanluo, ye Qiu, who is famous in the capital?

Broken, broken, kicked the big iron plate!

Feng Chengqiu didn't have time to go to the blood Drum Tower yesterday, but he knew that the existence of xuejingzhou and others were not opponents. Those people were people that Feng Chengqiu couldn't beat, but they were hammered by Ye Qiu. Now he provoked them?

A cool feeling rises from the soles of the feet to the ceiling!

No wonder they have no fear, no wonder they are casual and indifferent in Liu Wenchan's residence

They are qualified!!